31 March 2011

If you crave watching a strange blend of horror, 70s animation, and comedy that is blended oddly into an obsession with pre-teen girls a la Henry Darger and a soundtrack that is pure Monkees...this is your film.

This has nothing to do with my poem. Or maybe the pure disconnect makes it perfect?

24 March 2011

For the record, the idea of an all-seeing eye app on my or anyone's phone? I'm so not into it. I like the idea of having access to crowd-sourced photos at a public event I am at but I do not like the idea of my life being crowd-sourced.

The concept of a social network that helps you meet new people and isn't primarily about sex is great. The incremental knocks to private life being private are not.

That being said...I bet this thing blows up big time.

Reflex (ROYGBIV) 3/24

Blood color – a face in darknessyou are the epitome of someoneI want naked

Citrus and juice running downmy chin – there is a field andit is filling

with dandelion – a cluster ofdairy land – a boy in stiffpants

In March everything is winterstill is slow turning – the fieldsare first to push the eyes

Amish people is their pressedoveralls – on the line drying –your eyes – his

are pressed corn flowers – arethe sound of wind in fields ofwheat – the smell of

20 March 2011

…hiding in the pine trees there was that spring limb that was strong enough to take the full jump of weight and would launch you through the trees into broad daylight and you’d land in the clover and the bees would swarm up into the blue sky full of cotton ball clouds…why were you hiding there…why were you jumping there…dragons…